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Worth the Drive
My father spent the final year of his life in the VA Nursing Home in West Jackson. It was a difficult time for both of us. When a series of mini strokes tumbled him from his gregarious, larger than life existence into a weakened shell of his former self, he put up the wrong fight.
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Cercle Complet
Much of my love for cooking is a result of my parents’ love of the same. Both my mother and father were fantastic cooks, but dad was more of a student of culinary history and arts. His library was filled with cookbooks and when we traveled, he sought out the local, the unusual and the
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The Simple Beauty of the Roast Chicken
I came to cooking professionally late in life. I was in my 40’s when I traded my suit and tie for a shirt with my name on it. I saw so much amazing talent all around me and I wanted to emulate them. I took meticulous notes when watching documentaries and TV shows about the
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Dinner Date
My first real “date” that I can remember was with a girl that I’ll call Nancy, for her sake. I had listened in fascination to my sibling’s babysitter go on and on about her dates and her friends dates – dates that went well, dates that ended in grotesque tragedy – they all sounded like
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Chef|Raconteur
I’ve been working on a book for a while. It’s kind of a cookbook and kind of a collection of stories. It’s taking forever and sometimes I think it wants to kill me. I’m about 170 pages into this monster and I’m starting to think it would be better suited for this website as a
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